I just want to…
Fade away into the sea,
Sing my breath away tonight,
And leave everything behind.

Maybe I should stay here,
Fighting this blind fight tonight,
Perhaps I should stick around,
And continue beating my bloody mirror down.

I do not want to…
Drown in this paralyzing lighting,
Sever my identity over scrutiny,
Leverage morals with security.

Maybe I should stick around,
Continue wasting away in this shell,
Casting pride away for sake of pay,
And sell my identity for the Devil’s take.

And then I could die…
Never having lived a day in my life,
Because I was too caught up in a petty fight,
For something that will not be worth the climb.

Maybe I should see this sinking ship down,
Prepare for this fight I did not start,
Against a principle my apathy conquers,
For something those before me squandered.

And then at the end…
I could regret something like you,
Just like everyone always said,
Everyone has at least one regret.

Heartfelt

I could visualise this as a fab song Fear..

Decorus quod trado...

yeah, whatever she said ^^^^^^^

Hah...I'm not sure either, but I think it is something like "Surrender" or around there. Verb and noun usage gets mucked up from English to Latin and vice versa, so one word can mean literally hundreds of things depending on the context...That isn't even taking into account the hundreds or so dialects of Latin that I don't know, so there is that possibility too.

Cheers everyone for your comments, as always, I appreciate every single one of them.

Desire...


Diceres !
{Express yourself}
Nice write !

Decorus quod trado..Beautiful and surreal

Vaide decorus quod trado...Very beautiful and surreal...

Risus...Hah...

I almost had it, hah! Too many dialects.

Thanks, KiK, glad you enjoyed it.

fantabulous

F & L

The green green grass still grows wildly. I hope it takes the ridge and goes beyond...

Of course...My green grass just isn't in the United States, I cannot achieve what I set out to achieve when I surpassed the 27 club. This was how it was always going to be if I lived long enough to see it, my dream is Canada.

Once I get there it will be nothing but grassy ridges and I will never be forgotten because my writing is going to take on a generation of doubters, and show every one of them they were wrong.

Thank you both, I'm glad you enjoyed what I wrote...Much appreciated, as always.